Novel & Cerita Double Sided Scythe

“Scythe of the Seventh, come to your master.” From the darkness above, an even darker shape fell to the ground and I reached out to touch it. It felt cold to the touch and the shadow dissipates to reveal a huge scythe, several times taller than I am. I pick it up and swung it around, testing the weight. It feels a little bit heavy, but nothing that I can’t handle. I twirl it above my head and rush at him, sweeping low and going for his torso. A large hand clamped down on the scythe with incredible speed, jolting me forward into a fist. I block, but I feel my bones crack under the intense force.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

I remembered putting a small flashlight on the drawer beside the door and started walking towards it but due to the darkness, I stumbled upon a glass vase that fell on the floor and made a loud sound. The flashlight was so small and the battery was running out making it produce an extremely weak light—too weak to help me see clearly. Nevermind. With the small light I have, I walked towards the kitchen as fast as I could to get a knife. I need to make sure that I am safe in case something’s happening out there. I felt someone’s presence behind me as I immediately swung the knife at them but it hit no one, but the wind. Damn! He's fast! Or maybe he has someone with him?

"Good luck. It's gone. The police are hunting you down. There is no escape." I hurled the scalpel, burying it in his shoulder. He collapsed, clutching the wound, but his eyes burned with defiance. I stalked over and ripped the blade out. "I never plan to leave alive. I've got plenty of time to make you talk. You're loaded and famous. Why stoop to this?" By the second stab, Robert broke, revealing the other kidney's fate. Sirens wailed outside, and flashlights pierced the windows, blinding me. Several police officers burst in. "Freeze! Hands on your head!" I drove the scalpel into Robert's heart, my rage drowning out his pathetic excuse.

Like a rabid wolf, the Knight lashed out in wrath striking the venerable champion with his blade despite being made of flesh and bone. Kent’s blade was able to slice through the Xerroh-Adamantine armor as if it were a piece of paper the knights were slowly being torn through by their former leader as he fell into rage and madness as they tried to subdue him. The knights tried to restrain him with cables and restrict his movement with their halberds only to fail as the blade evolved from a sword into a double-bladed scythe slicing through the cables with great ease. Victor tried to pin him to the ground Kent threw his scythe towards the surrounding knights with a single punch. The Grand Archo

Yet Sharon moved it around like she was playing with a toy, and the smile on her face was not forced. Reaper’s edge was very different from Canyon’s Mouth. Unlike the aggressive looking Canyon’s Mouth, Reaper’s Edge had a very delicate look. It was a slender saber that was half Sarong’s height, and it was very beautiful. Its dark blade was joined to a white handle that served to provide beauty by contrast.

Alexis swiveled the scythe above her head and directly swung her scythe at Reinhard. Reinhard hastily threw one of his daggers to the side. Slasshhhh!~ ... The tree behind Reinhard's body fell and split into two neat cuts. Alexis' scythe passed through the trunk of a large tree as if it just cut the wind. Reinhard was already a few meters away from Alexis because he had thrown his dagger to the side. Otherwise, maybe not only the tree would split in two, but his body as well. "Are you serious about killing me?!" Reinhardt shouted at Alexis, who was still standing in front of the large tree that was split into two parts.

Neil’s growls and snarls filled the air. Neil’s fingers turned to claws, and he slashed at the shadow, splitting it into two thick lumps, but almost immediately, the split shadow reconnected a distance away from him. The shadow moved again toward Neil. Neil stooped as Scythe pounced back with thick, more massive shadow behind him. Neil, who seemed to be accumulating power, exploded with a violent wave that crashed into Scythe and split him into a thousand pieces of shadow, dispersing across the field.

Its blade gleamed in the light, a dark obsidian flowing into its long matte black handle, that boasted a curve for better wielding. "If one of you fuckers doesn't answer me now I will punish everyone here" I looked down my nose, "and as most of you know I am more than capable if you dare." My mouth tipped upward in a half smile half snarl, daring them. I heard Liam exhale behind me, amused with my theatrics. I pointed my scythe at the nearest man, the tip dangerously close to his throat. "You must know something, being so close to the front" I cocked my eyebrow at him. "It would be wise to talk" I inched the scythe closer, pushing it against the tender skin. He gulped audibly.

Aleister wondered out loud, clearly impressed by the witch's armory. Ruby pressed a certain button on the wall and the shelf lined with knives separated like a sliding door presenting a variety of scythes. There was a scythe entirely made out of fishbone, there was an ill-proportioned one with a heart-shaped ruby and thorns, he saw another scythe where the blade is completely made out of ice making him wonder how it hadn't melted yet, one impressive scythe had a golden handle styled as a dragon and from its mouth protrudes a crimson metal. The weapon bore great power and he can feel it merely by looking at its blade. Aleister then noticed a black scythe that made shivers run up his spine. Th